"What's wrong with me? Where is this? ”

In the feeling of a splitting headache, Feng Xiang gradually opened his eyes, and after getting familiar with the light that he had not seen for a while, Feng Xiang raised his head with difficulty, and what he could see was an antique medium room, and the furniture such as coffee tables, chairs and flower stands placed in the room was also obviously in the style of the Ming and Qing dynasties. Feng Xiang wondered at first, and said in his heart that I seemed to be crossing the street outside the gate of Hengdian Film and Television City, and was hit by a car, what happened next? Where am I now?

Feng Xiang is indeed confused, as a top student of the Department of Chemical Engineering of Zhejiang University, this morning he and a group of classmates went to Dongyang's Hengdian Film and Television City to visit, spent more than 100 yuan to visit two scenic spots, and took a lot of photos with cheap low-end digital cameras. But just when leaving Hengdian Film and Television City and crossing the road, a sedan that ran a red light suddenly rushed straight over, Feng Xiang, who had a chance to avoid the front of the car, pushed a classmate who had no time to react, but the classmate was pushed away by Feng Xiang, and Feng Xiang himself was hit head-on by the car, and flew directly into the air, and then Feng Xiang didn't know anything.

Recalling this, Feng Xiang's heart suddenly moved, and his heart said Could it be that I was knocked unconscious by a car and sent to the film and television city by my classmates? But it's not right, if I get knocked unconscious, they should send me to the hospital for rescue? What are you doing in the studio, there are no doctors here? Besides, does this film and television city also have a rescue room? But even if there were, why didn't there be any medical equipment here?

"Lao Sun, Lao Sun, Ao Dabao, Ao Dabao." Despite his stomach full of questions, Feng Xiang still called out the names of his classmates, wanting to find out what was going on from them. Fortunately, Feng Xiang's shout was quickly answered, and the carved door was pushed open with a creak, and a young man in his twenties walked in, holding a wooden plate with a medicine bowl on it. Taking a closer look at the young man's attire, Feng Xiang's mouth suddenly opened wide, and he was so surprised that he even forgot about the severe headache!

Feng Xiang's surprise was for a reason, the young man who came in with the medicine bowl was not only not one of Feng Xiang's classmates, although his appearance was quite good, but his temperament was obscene, and what stunned Feng Xiang the most was that the young man in front of him was still wearing a pigtail with a money rat tail - that is, the whole head was smooth, only a small braid on the top of his head that was not much thicker than a rat's tail! Shocked, Feng Xiang blurted out: "I said buddy, you are too dedicated, right?" In order to make a few lunch boxes for movies and TV series, and make your hair like this, aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will kick you? ”

"Young Master Feng, what did you say?" The money rat-tailed young man was even more surprised than Feng Xiang, and asked in an authentic Yunnan accent, "What box lunch?" What girlfriend kicked me? ”

"Young Master Feng?" Feng Xiang was even more confused, and said in his heart that my surname was Feng (Feng), but I had never called me what Feng Young Master was? Thinking about this, Feng Xiang suddenly remembered one more thing, those incorruptible and shameless Qing palace dramas in China emerge in endlessly, but in order to cover up the shame and beautify the foreign invaders, those Qing palace dramas and Qing palace dramas are all wearing big pigtails that only appeared in the middle and late stages of the Divine Whip Dynasty, and there is no brain-dead Qing Palace Opera Qing Palace Drama to restore the real history, so that the Han people who were enslaved and oppressed by foreign races can comb the real money rat tail - isn't that a smear on the face of the Divine Whip Heavenly Dynasty? Thinking of this, Feng Xiang inevitably shouted even louder, "Who are you?" How do you grow such braids? Where is this? How did I end up here? ”

"Young Master Feng, did you fall off your horse and break your head?" The money rat-tailed young man was very nervous, and hurriedly came over to put down the medicine bowl, and said while touching Feng Xiang's forehead: "Young Master Feng, are you uncomfortable there?" Remember if I don't? I'm Erlang, I'm your family Ding Xiao Erlang, you can't even remember me? ”

"Erlang? My home Ding Xiao Erlang? The more Feng Xiang listened, the more confused he became, not only for the words of the money rat-tailed young man who called himself Erlang, but also because he felt that this Erlang was very kind, not only the name was kind, but the person was also very kind, as if he was too familiar with his family to be familiar with, and what surprised Feng Xiang even more was that Xiao Erlang was clearly speaking with an authentic Yunnan accent, but he didn't feel the slightest dialect barrier, as if he had been familiar with this accent since he was a child? ! Thinking of this, Feng Xiang's body was shocked, and he suddenly remembered a big thing - what he just said seemed to be an incomparably authentic Yunnan accent?!

"I ......, who am I? Where am I? A series of strange things struck, Feng Xiang's already painful head almost exploded, jumped up from the bed and jumped up holding his head, shouting, "Tell me, who am I?" How can I speak Yunnan anymore? Where is this? Where did my classmates go?! ”

"Young Master Feng, what's wrong with you? What's wrong? Feng Xiang's appearance of holding his head and jumping really frightened Xiao Erlang, Xiao Erlang hurriedly hugged Feng Xiang, and said repeatedly: "Young Master Feng, be careful, be careful not to fall." Oh no, could it be that Lang Zhong said right just now, Young Master Feng, you fell off the horse, and you may not be able to remember the past for a while. Young Master Feng, don't be afraid, the little one will tell you, your name is Lu Yifeng, you are from Dali, Yunnan, and you are about to become the county master of Qujing, this is Kunming, we are here to meet the King of Pingxi, and then we have to go to the capital to meet Emperor Kangxi, and we will take office when we come back. By the way, Young Master Feng, when you entered the city, you accidentally fell off the horse and fell, and there was a little problem with your head, but it doesn't matter, Lang Zhong said, I just forgot about the past for the time being, or it won't be long before it gets better. ”

"Lu Yifeng? Kunming? The prince of Qujing County? King Pingxi? Emperor Kangxi? Feng Xiang was really dumbfounded, and he didn't understand what Xiao Erlang was talking about. Xiao Erlang saw that Feng Xiang stopped shouting and jumping, so he breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pulled Feng Xiang to the bed, and said: "Young Master Feng, don't worry, lie down and drink the medicine first, and the little one will immediately call someone to invite Lang Zhong again, you will be fine." ”

"What time is it?" Feng Xiang suddenly grabbed Xiao Erlang's collar and asked nervously. Xiao Erlang didn't dare to continue to stimulate Feng Xiang, but replied truthfully: "Young Master Feng, today is the Double Ninth Festival in the ninth month of the sixth year of Kangxi in the Qing Dynasty. After thinking about it, Xiao Erlang added, "It's just past the time of Shen in the afternoon, and it's almost the beginning of the time of Shen." ”

"The ninth Double Ninth Festival in the ninth month of the sixth year of Kangxi?" Feng Xiang almost couldn't believe his ears, staring at Xiao Erlang's eyes, trying to find a flaw in Xiao Erlang's eyes, and muttered: "Impossible, impossible, it must be a joke!" How could I be on the ninth day of the ninth month of the sixth year of the Kangxi Dynasty of the Divine Whip Dynasty? I was ...... in 2012. ”

"Bring the mirror!" Thinking about it, Feng Xiang subconsciously touched his smooth forehead, his body shook, and he immediately shouted again, "Hurry up and get the mirror!" Fast! Fast! I want to see what I look like! ”

"Yes, yes." Xiao Erlang was also scared of Feng Xiang's toss, so he hurriedly ran to the table and picked up a bronze mirror for an inn with ordinary workmanship, and held it in front of Feng Xiang, Feng Xiang couldn't wait to grab it, and took a picture of himself, Feng Xiang suddenly collapsed on the ground - in the bronze mirror that was not very clear, what appeared was not Feng Xiang's previous dry black and thin handsome face, but a white and chubby fat face, twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a bare forehead, and a small braid on the top of his head that was not much thicker than a mouse's tail............

"God, you're playing with me!" Feng Xiang screamed like a pig, "I know that I hate Han Jian the most and hate the Divine Whip Gate the most, why did you make me a Qing Dynasty person?" And such an ugly pig tail?! God, I hate you! With a heartfelt scream, Feng Xiang fell to the ground and fell unconscious again............

Although Feng Xiang couldn't accept it, the facts are the facts, after being rescued by Lang Zhong and Jiading and waking up again, through detailed observation of the characters, scenery and buildings, Feng Xiang finally understood that he had become a glorious member of hundreds of travelers, from outside Dongyang Hengdian Film and Television City in 2012 AD to Kunming City in Yunnan Province in 1667 AD, and also possessed a candidate county commander named Lu Yifeng. After figuring out this, Feng Xiang couldn't help but ask Xiao Erlang, a family member who was loyal to Lu Yifeng: "Erlang, am I a jinshi or a lifter who passed the exam that year?" Why can't I remember anything? ”

"Young Master Feng, you're really confused." Xiao Erlang sighed and replied honestly: "Young Master Feng, forgive Xiao's rudeness, you haven't taken the exam, let alone the Jinshi, Xiucai has not passed the exam for five years, or last year's Dali Mansion Examination, the children who took the exam, including Young Master Feng, there are only nine people in you, but the King of Pingxi wants to take ten Xiucai in Dali's Mansion, and the Master of Dao has no choice, so I found out Young Master Feng's exam paper from the waste paper,...... Young Master Feng, you ...... That's when I was admitted to Xiucai. ”

"What? Am I a showman? Feng Xiang was a little dumbfounded, and couldn't help but ask again: "Since I'm just a showman, how did I become the alternate magistrate of Qujing?" ”

"Young master, you went through the door of the second prince of Pingxi and sent five thousand taels of silver to the second prince of Wu Yingqi, and the second prince got you an alternate magistrate." Xiao Erlang replied in a low voice, seeing that Feng Xiang's face was not good, Xiao Erlang hurriedly added, "But Young Master Feng, don't worry, you still didn't fall off the horse and break your head, you told me before, saying that the official appointed by the prince of Pingxi is called the West Election Official, and like the official appointed by the Qing Dynasty, it is more popular in the three provinces of Yunnan, Guizhou and Sichuan than the officials sent by the imperial court, and even the Ao Bai Xiangye has to look at another three points!" So as long as the prince of Pingxi agrees to let you do the Qujing County Order, you will be the Qujing County Order that cannot be beaten. ”

"It turns out that I am the Western Election Officer." Feng Xiang suddenly realized. After being silent for a long time, Feng Xiang sighed in his heart: "Come on, come on, if you come, you will be safe, since it is now the sixth year of the Braided Dynasty Kangxi, then the Han Dynasty Annihilation Wu Sangui and the bearded Annihilation Chen Aobai should not be dead, there are still many variables in the Braided Dynasty, and I still have a chance to cut off this pig's tail." After sighing, the corners of Feng Xiang's white and fat face showed some smiles, and he whispered in his heart: "From now on, my name will be Lu Yifeng." Western election official, Lu Yifeng. ”

"Next, as Lu Yifeng, the official of the Western Election, what should I do?" Feng Xiang thought carefully, "Since I have come to this era, how should I choose?" Is it to take refuge in Wu Sangui and help Wu Sangui raise troops against the Qing Dynasty? Is it honest to be a god whip to obey the people, and when Wu Sangui raises troops in the future, he will sell him and take refuge in the god whip court to live this life? Or do you want to get rid of Wu Sangui and go alone, go to Zheng Chenggong and Chen Jinnan, and follow them to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty and expel the Tartars? Or, do I take refuge with no one and go it alone? But I am a small seven-grade county commander, I have no background and no backer, and Qujing is still under Wu Sangui's nose, can I do it alone? ”

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